Chapter 75: Mission to the Prairie

Time flies by.

It has been more than a month since Roland Hill taught the first batch of technicians in Solander. Seeing that these people were able to get started initially, she no longer stayed, leaving the other follow-up materials in the inheritance gem, and left the capital.

With the foundation in the moment, they learn from these materials, and it's only a matter of time before they recover and develop, and they don't need her to guide them all the time. Just like children, they will eventually learn to walk on their own.

After leaving the capital, she headed to the north again, that is, Hanyan County.

On a hill on the frontier, a small fortress was built on icy grey rocks, with surrounding stone walls and towers, as well as several buildings.

There are more than a dozen carriages parked in the courtyard of the fortress, and a few people go in and out. Some of them go to the market, some go to the local area for research, and some ride on horses to tour the land in the county.

Since Roland Hill left, the other members of the caravan have not been idle, doing various quasi-jobs.

Even the northern prairie borders are getting warmer as time enters June.

The grass is green as oil, and some have small flowers, and there are sporadic bees flying back and forth.

A small dot fell from the white clouds in the sky, quickly approaching the ground, and when it approached the ground, it suddenly slowed down and slowly landed on the ground.

Roland Hill walked on the dry dirt path toward the fort.

The two guards at the gate saw it, and stood at attention in surprise. The sage, who had been away for more than a month, finally returned.

Sitting in the hall of the fortress, Mira put some materials in front of Roland Hill and introduced the recent situation.

"Because of the long-term stay, we bought this abandoned small fort as a stronghold of the caravan in Hanyan County to store goods, rest and live."

"These are sorted out after everyone's recent investigation, and they are some future plans for Hanyan County."

"In addition, at your command, we also purchased a lot of grain and practical goods from the central provinces and stored them in the warehouse."

"Okay, I know."

Loren Hill picked up these things and looked at them more easily and quickly because they had been sorted out in advance.

"It's pretty good."

It lists many suggestions and ideas made by caravan members, such as opening seed stations on the border, veterinary points, schools, opera houses, bookstores, farm implement supply centers and so on.

Many of these things can attract those orcs in the north, and they are also very practical. Later, they will use education to attract young orcs, supplemented by cultural publicity such as operas and books, and enhance mutual understanding between the two sides.

It may not be effective at first, but after a few years, the orc tribes and Crancia have more and more exchanges, they are more and more familiar with each other, and the gap between them will also decrease.

In fact, there is not much conflict between the two sides. At present, the land area of ​​Crancia is sufficient, and there is no shortage of this relatively barren land, but there is a slight shortage of meat, eggs and milk, and the orcs need many products of Crancia.

After the relationship has eased for a while, envoys will be sent to the tribes to contact each other step by step, gradually incorporating each tribe into the country from south to north.

Even if there are orc tribes who do not trust Crancia, after seeing the happy life of the southern compatriots, they will gradually shake, and slowly let go of persistence.

And in Crancia, because of the images established before by the West Wind and the Rabbit Ears, the orcs will not be too repelled.

After such a merger, a few years later, it will gradually be able to fully integrate into one country.

However, there is still a key point to be solved in all this, and that is the idea of ​​​​the orcs on the grassland.

Most orcs don't think about too complicated things, they just maintain their own life, and those who really think as their minds and consider the overall situation are those orc shamans.

The plan of all this is not a conspiracy, but a straightforward conspiracy, which they will naturally gradually understand over time.

The question now is what will they think. Accept it with joy, accept it with silence, or resist with disgust?

Problems will not be solved naturally, someone has to take the initiative to do it.

In any case, Roland Hill will not give up on this, she decided to go to the north and visit the tribes in the north directly to resolve the suspicion and confusion between them.

Putting down the information in her hand, the girl picked up the teacup, drank some, and put down the cup.

"Mila, tell everyone, we will set off in two days and head to the grasslands in the north."

The bunny-eared girl raised her head in surprise. "Okay, my lord. I'll inform you right away."

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Five days later, the Gufiya grassland.

It has been more than a year since the last time he left. Sitting in the carriage, Roland Hill counted the time, thinking about whether to reveal his previous identity, which might be a lot less obstacles.

However, in this way, her identity as a student at the academy was exposed. It would be a bit embarrassing if others knew that the sage of Crancia was just a student of Emenas.

Thinking about it, she shook her head, and then let's talk about it. If you really need to reveal your identity, it must be limited to a small number of people.

Flowing clouds and blue sky, the dazzling sun shone on the earth, the wheels ran over the dry soil, slightly bumped, and made a creaking sound.

Facing the scorching sun, the accompanying riders and members felt that their clothes and armor were also a little hot.

They looked at this endless grassland, the ground had slight undulations and arcs, and the sky above was extraordinarily vast and peaceful.

vast. Whenever they looked up at the sky, they felt a sense of insignificance, so small that they seemed to fall into this blue sky at any time and be submerged by it.

"Eden." A rabbit-eared knight at the back of the team said, calling his friend's name.

"What's wrong." The companion beside him turned his head.

"It's nothing, just a little sigh. It turns out that the grassland is so vast, and the vastness of the sky even makes me feel a little scared."

"Haha, do you have to be glad that you are riding a horse, if you walk, I am afraid you will fall in place."

"Don't say it, it's really a little bit."

"Hahaha...Actually, I also have a little bit." The companion stopped laughing, covered his eyes with the sun above his head, and looked at the land.

"I have always heard from the old people in the village that there is a vast grassland in the north, where people of the same race like us live. They ride horses and sing songs and live in free land."

"I used to yearn for that kind of life, because the forest is very dangerous, not free, and sometimes even hungry."

"I don't want to, after many years, we have realized our dream in another way, and the real scenery of the grassland in the dream is not as beautiful as the memory."

"Yes, although it is not as flawless as I remembered, the fragrance of this piece of soil and grass is still novel."

"After I go back, I will tell the grandfathers and uncles in the village that we have been to the grasslands in the north, telling about the scenery on the grasslands, and realizing their long-cherished wish. However, they may no longer care about this distant fantasy. already."

"In the words of the East, our family is another village."

"Haha, don't say it anymore, if you don't keep up, Miss Mila will train us again when she sees it."

Under the blue sky, the two riders waved their long whips and followed the convoy in front. The horses neighed, and a burst of noise and laughter spread into the distance.